Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was only in this predicament because of him, and if things continued on their current path, they were both certainly going to die.
Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off in the imperial court, so now they were resorting to dirty tricks in the military camp, bludgeoning him toward his demise. But Qin Hu was by no means the type to sit around and wait for death. This was clearly a conspiracy, and he would not take it lying down.
Life was inherently an endless struggle for survival. Just wait—he would not only survive, he would fight his way back to the Capital to settle the score.
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